mmm, tomorrow off.

I can't wait. Its payday this week, and I believe we get our W-2 forms as well. I sooo want to get my taxes done this year, and get a new car. or a new used car. Get rid of this piece that I am driving. It gets me where I need to be though, so that works.

Well, the red betta managed to catch and destroy one of the Neon Tetras. So shouldn't have to feed him for awhile. I am thinking Might move the crowntail into the other side tomorrow. I want to get some more plants as well as a hiding place for the tetras.

Nothing exciting going on really. X mas party this weekend at work, finally. Should amusing to say the least.

Work. We are removing rib eyes from the menu. It's the only steak that we cut ourselves. Everything else comes vac-packed. Its a good steak, and it looks nice. Our owner thinks we dont sell any. During the week, not usually. On the weeked, while we dont sell as many as the smaller vac-packed steaks, it doesnt go to waste, we sell a whole one. We are replacing it with a Chicken Portabella Pizza. Ummm, why? No one ate that when it was on the menu previously. Not to mention we have a few regulars who come in JUST for the rib eye.

Here's what i think. Our owner, is the owner of another store as well. In Birch Run. It's been there something like 9 years. They do more money than we do. My guess would be because we are in a really bad spot of the strip mall we are in. Yes, there is a movie theatre, but its on the oposite side of the lot, and there is no direct drive to our building. Which hurts Us i think. Also, our owner thinks we dont sell anyting. Sort of like little brother complex. Our numbers are never as good as our big brother, so therefore, we must not sell anything. We always run out of stock. never have enough people, or just are plain short and behind when he sets things up in the morning. Friday night, we will have 100 small pizzas par baked, and we sell about 250. he will insist that 100 is enough, then is surprised when we run out at like 6 PM, and are open for another 6 hours. He managed to amaze that employees and even the managers, with the way he does things. When you tell him something, he agrees with you, then wanders off, to do nothing about it. When something is broke, you can tell him for weeks, and he just insists its not.

Our Salamander. The thing you melt cheese in. Burgers, Parmasean, things like that. Broke last year. You could actually grab the rake out of it wth your bare hand, and it was barely warm. He insisted, for MONTHS, that it just needed to be cleaned. FINALLY, right before X Mas, we got maintenance in to look at it. And it needed 3 new parts. We got 2 of them. And it was working nice. but never got the third part. HELLO! It's just going to break again, and we will need new parts for it. Its the small things like this that really grate on my nerves.